The Tomboy Babysitter the Heart Thief

CHAPTER 23

"Who saw you? I saw Arsen eating it greedily" Rayyan said.

"Joeek…"

Suddenly, Arsenic burping sounds that indicate if the one-year-old baby is full.

"Alhamdulillah, the young master is full. Surely soon sleepy," said Suci while carrying the handsome baby's body and then hold it. Sure enough, it didn't take long to put the baby to sleep.

"I put young master to bed first."

Holy passed from Rayyan, he went into Arsen's room.

"You are good at looking for face apparently," ketus Zola shortly after Suci put Arsen to sleep.

"What do you mean, you're talking like that?"

"Your job is to nurture young master Arsen, not to serve master Rayyan. Don't you really want to get his attention."

"I made marrow porridge for Mr. Rayyan because mbok Asih had never made it. He's worried the porridge isn't good."

"You should have read it. Who are you, who is Lord Rayyan. Dreaming of getting it just isn't worth it!" sulk Zola.

"At least I never thought of seeking the attention of master Rayyan. My purpose for coming here was really to work."

"Yes. Just a few days of work alone have dared to owe!"

"What if I owe you? Did I ask you to pay?"

"You're a fucking nuisance!"

"You caused trouble first."

"Basic village girl!"

"You think I don't know where you're from? You are from the village, right? Even before working in this place you were a beggar."

"How dare I bring up my past. Who do you think you are!"

"Indeed the original village girl. Why should I be offended?" Saints chuckle.

"You are such a bitch! Why should I be reunited with a girl like you!" grouse Zola.

"If you don't like it already. No need to interfere in my every business."

Suci wavers from before Zola but the cleaner pulls his arm.

"Where are you going? We're not done talking."

"I'm tired of arguing with you!" holy Exclamation.

Suddenly Zola clutched the Holy Arm. Of course the tomboyish-looking girl did not stay silent. He pulled one of Zola's hands and twisted it to make the girl grin in pain.

That was when madam Sofia flashed by. Zola who was good at looking for face was also using that opportunity to bring down Saints.

"sick! Release him! Aww!" lantang.

"God. Holy ones! What the hell are you doing? Let go of Zola's hands!"

"He started first, Madam."

"You are so rude. You village girl! Zola, get away from him."

Zola passed from before the Saints with a triumphant smile. The saint could only snort angrily at the sight of that back walking away.

"Why are you, Nduk?" It seems very upset," said mbok Asih to Suci who was ironing Arsen's clothes in a special ironing room.

"Custom is Mbok. That girl was always looking for me. All of a sudden he accused me of seeking the attention of master Rayyan. Though I made marrow porridge for him because Mbok never made it. Plus, she complained to Sofia's mistress as if I was being rude to her a lot. When in fact he was the one who first grabbed my arm," said Suci.

"That's it, don't put it to the heart. You know, Zola doesn't like you very much. Whatever you do will always be wrong in his eyes."

Suddenly the holy phone rang. He turned off the iron and took his phone from his pants pocket. The look on his face grew even more sour as he looked at the screen of his phone. Suci refused the call and then kept his phone back.

"Who's calling? How not to lift?" ask mbok Asih.

"Hanafis. Maksa must have met again.

He's been bothering me for a long time."

"Yes, you meet. Than he keeps bothering you."

"Didn't Mbok say he had bad intentions for me. Why did Mbok tell me to meet him?"

"Let's go mbok. The police will be watching you from a distance. If he messes around, he'll beat him up."

"Could you fight?"

"Eh .. You don't underestimate mbok. Gini-gini thugs in the market are afraid of the same symbols."

"Aman would have gone with Mbok. I have a bodyguard."

Their chatter came to a halt as the Holy phone rang again. Without looking at the screen of his phone, Suci immediately answered the call.

[You want what the hell, Han. I was working]

[Assalamu'alaikum, Nduk. This is the father]

[Mr? Astarghfirullahaldzim aposchich. Ma-ma-af, Sir. I guess my friend likes to interrupt. What's the matter, sir?]

[You're busy, Nduk? There are important things you should talk about]

[Not really sir. Arsen was taking a nap. I just finished ironing his clothes. What's wrong, sir? You're all healthy, right?]

[Ehm .. I called you actually to deliver bad news]

[What news, sir? Fitri, Murni, and Budhe Tini are fine, right?]

[The news of your father and brothers is good, Nduk]

[Alhamdulillah]

[But ..]

[But why sir?]

[Your budding news is not good]

[Astaghfirullahaldzimov. What happened to Budhe, sir?]

[Budhemu was found unconscious on the road near the rice fields. Looks like he's a hit-and-run victim]

[Lantas, how is budhe now?]

[Budhemu is still in the hospital. He's in a coma. The doctor said if he was aware later he might lose his memory or have amnesia]

[Astaghfirullahaldzimov. Where is budhe going, sir? How can it be hit?]

[Usually your budhemu help cook at the house of Mr. Panji. Maybe it was when he left that he was hit]

[Pure try to go home, sir]

[If you can't go home, don't push. Here there is a father who takes care of your budha. Alhamdulillah buhemu also got help from residents to pay hospital fees]

[But, Sir]

[It's okay, Nduk. You also just borrowed money from your employer yesterday. Not good if suddenly permission to go home. You do'a will your budhem quickly realized. Yes, I've, you hang up the phone. Wassalamu'alaikum]

[Capitaly]

- Interrupted calls

"Your father called you, Nduk?" ask mbok Asih.

"Yes, Mbok. You gave me less good news. Budheku is now hospitalized for being a hit-and-run victim. Now he's in a coma."

"Innalilahi wa inna ilaihi raji'un."

"I'm confused, Mbok. I want to go home but I'm not good to Mr. Rayyan. Who will take care of young master Arsen anyway."

"I don't think that just one day doesn't matter. Mbok and Zola could take turns nurturing young lord Arsen. Later mbok try to help talk to Mr. Rayyan," said mbok Asih.

"Thank you, Mbok. Only Mbok understands me the most."

Mbok Asih commented on the smile.

"Yes, Nduk. You already think like a child mbok yourself. If you have a problem, while you can help, you can help."

****

After dinner.

Rayyan who was about to enter her study was astonished when she found Saints pacing in front of Arsen's room.

"Why are you pacing around like that? Like ironing alone."

"I-I'm confused, sir."

"Other thing that makes you confused? The money you sent to the village yesterday, didn't you?" ask Ray.

"Want to?"

"My dad was in the village calling. He told me if my budhe was hospitalized for being a hit-and-run victim. Now he is in a coma. If you allow me, I intend to return to the village for a day. The day after tomorrow I will be back in this house again."

"I understand your position. But the problem is, if you go home, who will take care of Arsen? There's no way you're taking her, is it?"

"Master don't worry. Saints only a day in the village. Me and Zola are going to take turns nurturing young master Arsen." Mbok Asih yamg just emerged from the direction of the kitchen was chiming in.

"All right then. Remember, the day after tomorrow you have to come back to this house again."

"Good, Sir. Thanks for understanding."

Rayyan passed from the presence of Suci and mbok Asih, he then entered into his study.

"What mbok said, it just looks stiff and cold. But master Rayyan is kind hearted. He's also understanding with his men."

"Alhamdulillah, Mbok I can go home to visit budhe Tini," said Suci.

"Mbok can only help do'a to make your bud sober up quickly."

"Aamiinu. Thank you, Mbok."

"It's night, we'll just go to sleep. No one eavesdropped on our conversation" said Suci.

"Good night, Nduk."

"Good night."

*****

Next morning.

"Young Mr. Arsen don't be naughty. Ma'am returned home first, tomorrow only back," Suci told Arsen.

"Uci .. Uci," he chanted. This was the first time Arsen had called out the Holy Name.

"Sacred Lord stay a day, baby," said Holy. As if understanding, the one-year-old baby smiled broadly in response to the remark.

"This is a little money for the cost," said mbok Asih while slipping some money in the hands of Suci.

"No need, Mbok. The money I have is still enough."

"It's okay, you just hold it."

"Thank you, Mbok. I go first, Assalamu'alaikum." I also left that house.

Suci arrived at the hospital ahead of the Dzuhur adhan.

"Sir."

His sudden appearance certainly surprised the father.

"God, you are Nduk."

Saints immediately grabbed the hand of the father and kissed him full of reverence.

"Can I go inside, sir?" ask Sacred.

"By, Son. But you must wear a visitor's special outfit."

After wearing a special clothing of visitors, Suci also entered the treatment room Tini. She could not help but cry as she stood before her aunt.

"Wake, Budhe. It's me, Saints," he said. But Tini did not flinch.

"Did Budhe not pity Murni and Fitri? Didn't Budhe promise to help take care of them while I was working?" The saint grabbed the aunt's hand and held it.

"Wake, Budhe. Don't scare me."

No matter how hard Sacred's efforts, it still did not make Tini wake up. He finally gave up and left the room. That's when the unexpected happened. Suddenly Tini made a sound.

"Drink .. drink …"

"Yes Allah. The father! The father! Budhe's conscious!" his yell. Bimo rushed into the room.

"Drink .. Drink," said Tini.

Suci swiftly grabbed a glass filled with drinking water and gave it to the aunt. In just a few seconds he emptied the glass.

"Alhamdulillah, Mbakyu finally realized," said Bimo.

"Where is this? I'm who? Who're you?"

"It's your sister, Bimo. And this is your nephew, Saints," Bimo explained.

"Bimo? Sacred? I don't know any of you. Aww! It hurts!"

That's right what the doctor said. When Tini awakens from a coma, chances are that her memory will be lost or she will have amnesia.

"It's me, Saints. Budhe's nephew."

"Try to remember. What happened so that Mbakyu could get hit on the road. Does Mbakyu know the culprit?" bimo.

"Collapse? On road? Aww! It hurts!"

Suddenly Tini screamed in pain.

"Which part of it hurts, Budhe? The hand? The leg?" Suci touched Tini's feet then stomped on her.

"Sick .. peri …"

"Which part hurts, Budhe."

"My crotch."

"Didn't Budhe fall victim to a collision? Why is he complaining of pain down there?" holy Mumbles.

"Attent, Sir. I'm calling a doctor."

The saint left the room. A few moments later he returned with a doctor and a nurse.

"Alhamdulillah, finally Mbak Tini realized," said the doctor.

"Sorry, Doctor. Didn't my budhe become a victim of a collision. Why does he complain of pain and apology at the core?" ask Sacred.

"Sorry, can you guys come out for a second. I'll check on the patient" the doctor said.

"Why with my budhe, Doctor?" ask the Saints after the doctor has examined him.

"Suspected temporary illness in the section ************ patient occurs due to a collision that is too hard when the patient falls. But I also found a gaffe."

"What clumsiness does the Doctor mean?"

"Sorry, I found a dried spe*ma liquid in her underwear. It seems that before the accident the patient had time to have sex. I'm sorry, that's just my guess" the doctor explained.

The saint thought hard. It is impossible for a doctor to give a statement without evidence. But, why was there a spe*ma liquid in her underwear? Saints believe the aunt is a good woman. It is impossible for him to have sex with men unless.

"Can I ask you a question?" ask Sacred.

"What do you want to ask, Nduk?"

"What budhe activities have been doing lately?"

"Budhemu at home, not anywhere. But he is often asked by Panji to help him cook if the catering order is crowded" explained the father.

"Mrs Panji?"

"Yes, Mrs Panji is RT's wife."

Sacred Memory was suddenly fixed on the figure of the burly man. A few days ago before leaving for work in the city, he had come to his house to say goodbye to Tini. And there he had received disrespectful treatment from Mr. Panji.

"Does Mr Panji have anything to do with what happened to Budhe? Don't-don't …"

"Budhe .. does Budhe still remember the last place Budhe came to?" ask Sacred.

Tini shook her head weakly.

"I don't remember anything! I don't remember anyone!" his yell.

"I can't stay silent. I'm sure Mr. Panji has something to do with this event" Holy murmured.

"Where are you going, Nduk?" ask Bimo.

"I'll be home for a minute, sir. I'll be here again."

"You just go home with Joseph, and you return Panji sir's car," said Bimo.

"This is my chance to investigate Mr. Panji" murmured Holy.

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